走过去的
                                   是过程
                                   留下的
                                   是一些深浅不一的脚印
                                   还有
                                   未雨绸缪
 
                                   我
                                   不知一次地叩问
                                   这些脚印
                                   为何
                                   沟沟坎坎
                                   又为何
                                   让人欢喜
                                   令人忧愁
 
                                   我凝视了好久
                                   想了许久
                                   往事如烟
                                   伊人已
                                   似风而逝
                                   如水东流